The Worst Of Me

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When it rains

I see the worst of me

The things blazing lights hides

But shadows see

Oily smears on concrete

From sins I was quick to reap

Short term benefits dissolved, now I believe

I’m drowning in a sea of my own impurity

The flood comes over me everyday

Try to see through the dark but I lose my way

Walking the long road certainly into the fray

But I chose this path, now retribution must be paid

I needed someone to save me

Now I’m headed to the grave faithfully

Because I chose the life of slavery

Heed me not, I chose this misery

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